Money can't please her in bed

Chapter 6

Did you know that something could be right in front of you and if you aren't looking for it you won't realize it’s there? Well, I received shocking news this afternoon. I was watching my regular soap opera when I heard the phone in the dining room ringing. It was a guy at the agency place I called yesterday. I froze! My heart banged the walls of my chest.

"Hello, Mrs. Clarke I regret to inform you that......"

I don't remember anything else. The phone fell from my hand and fell to the floor. My entire body became numb. I tried to carry myself to sit down but I couldn't walk. I dragged my body on the floor and screamed in dismay. How could Paul do this to me? I had wasted years playing the good little housewife. I lay on the floor and cried loudly.

"Mrs. Clarke!" I heard Kevin call out and banged on the living room door.

I could not answer. He looked through the window and saw that I was lying helplessly on the floor. He rushed inside and came to my side.

"What's wrong?" he shouted.
"Let me help you up"

He placed my arm around his neck and lift me off the floor. Kevin was even stronger than he looked. I was embarrassed. I cried even more. Kevin aided me to my bedroom and helped me on my bed.

"Do you want me to call someone? Kevin asked.
"No!" I ordered.

I felt weak and dizzy.

“Sure? You want me to get you some water?”

I nodded and he rushed to the kitchen.

Kevin was back in seconds, it looked as if he ran down the stairs because he was fighting to catch his breath when he handed me the glass of water.

"Paul has another family...... " I began to say then pause as I saw a shadow appear through the corner of my eyes.

It was Paul he had come home early. This bastard must have smelled the rat fucking.

"What are you doing up here?" he directed the question at Kevin.

Kevin stuttered to answer
"Mrs. Clarke had an accident"
"I heard noises and come to the house only to find her on the ground."

"Okay Kevin thank you"
"You may go"

Paul walked towards our King size bed.
"What's the matter, Darla?"
"Do I need to call a doctor?" he asked with not even a drop of concern in his voice.

I decided to play it cool and not tell him about today. I wanted to get my revenge and there was no way I would get that if I told Paul about what I found out. Paul was going to get a taste of his own medicine. He wanted to play games and could not manage the rules. I saw the look on his face when he came in and saw Kevin inside here. He wanted to have his cake and eat it.

I managed a half-smile but deep down I wanted to hurt Paul as much as he hurts me.

"I am okay now, I just fell while trying to get something from the cupboard".

I scratched my head. I hated pretending but I needed to get back at Paul. So I tried hard to play a hypocrite.

"You home early man"
"What are you doing here so early?"
"So I don't live here anymore?"

He looked at me and arched an eyebrow."I have to ask before coming home?"
"Okay Paul, okay"

" Nothing further" I mumbled, closed my eyes, and sighed loudly.

I turned my back to Paul to hide the tear that glided down my cheek. What the investigation agent told me came back to my mind.

Mrs. Clarke, I regret to inform you that your husband is in fact cheating with one Aaliyah Brown, a 28-year-old who lives on Mckendley street with her two sons, Blake and Paul junior. Both are children of your husband. Your husband has another family. Hello? ma'am? Are you still there?

I sigh loudly. I plot my demise in my head and tears flow down my face. Chatty chatty Mary is going to tell the entire parish.
Paul will pay for this!

I was going to give Paul the best fuck of his life.